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School's going well. I like my classes and professors so far and I should be able to finish my homework through next Wednesday very early on this weekend, even if I go to the party at Sue's tonight. After the track meet tomorrow, which has the potential to go well, I'll figure out which work shifts I get and can spend the rest of the day outlining and then writing the introduction for my paper. Sunday and Monday will be for writing, with breaks for socialization in varying forms.
I just remembered going out to Baja Fresh (Mexican restaurant) with my family and Scott over break. The cashier and I sized each other up for a moment, and she asked me if I'd gone to Beaverton High. It turns out that she'd graduated my year. I still couldn't place her, but as we got our food, I realized that she was the girl I only saw and talked to in the hallways. I drove her home once, I think, when she needed to get there fast. A fellow queer student, I think she came out only to me.
But now, work.
I just remembered going out to Baja Fresh (Mexican restaurant) with my family and Scott over break. The cashier and I sized each other up for a moment, and she asked me if I'd gone to Beaverton High. It turns out that she'd graduated my year. I still couldn't place her, but as we got our food, I realized that she was the girl I only saw and talked to in the hallways. I drove her home once, I think, when she needed to get there fast. A fellow queer student, I think she came out only to me.
But now, work.